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Remieverse- in a hotelroom
Rage, brought on by a night of remourseful drinking, coursed through Logan's veins as he snarled, chucking the hotel room's last vase at the wall near his shadow, the woman was always following him, always there, always quiet.
"&*#$ you!" he thundered, approaching her, blood in his eyes. There wasn't even a glimmer of Remie in this woman, not a life-filled, joyus, loud Cajun bone in her body, and he was sick of it.
He raised his clawed fists, mind gonig blank but for the picture this woman couldn't fill, snarling as he finally cornered the only one to duck out during his temper tantrums and imediatly return.
"&*#$ you!" he thundered, approaching her, blood in his eyes. There wasn't even a glimmer of Remie in this woman, not a life-filled, joyus, loud Cajun bone in her body, and he was sick of it.
He raised his clawed fists, mind gonig blank but for the picture this woman couldn't fill, snarling as he finally cornered the only one to duck out during his temper tantrums and imediatly return.
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"(The healer'll be here in a moment, he'll probably have to reset your foot, n' that'll hurt, but he can give us some medicine to make it hurt less while it heals,)" he rumbled gently, sitting by her so she could lean against him, stroking her hair.
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~time pass~
The medicine was making her groggy, but she could tell that her husband wasn't happy as the doctor talked to him.
"Emergency surgery," he was saying. "It's the only way."
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He studied her for a while, then look down and walked over.
"(Darlin'... it's bad,)" he rumbled, sitting by her, stroking her hair. "(They gotta do some serious healing to yer foot. Do ya trust me?)"
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"(I'll look after ya,)" he said, stroking her cheek, then looking up at the doctor. "Ya do it, and ya do it right. Ya mess up, or she's got problems after, n' I'll be after ya, bub, don't doubt it."
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